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1

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

323

Wit, an't be thy will, put me into good fooling!
Those wits, that think they have thee, do very oft
prove fools; and I, that am sure I lack thee, may
pass for a wise man: for what says Quinapalus?
'Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit.'
[Enter OLIVIA with MALVOLIO]
God bless thee, lady!

2

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

363

What think you of this fool, Malvolio? doth he not mend?

3

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

371

How say you to that, Malvolio?

4

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

380

Oh, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, and taste
with a distempered appetite. To be generous,
guiltless and of free disposition, is to take those
things for bird-bolts that you deem cannon-bullets:
there is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do
nothing but rail; nor no railing in a known discreet
man, though he do nothing but reprove.

5

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

396

Fetch him off, I pray you; he speaks nothing but
madman: fie on him!
[Exit MARIA]
Go you, Malvolio: if it be a suit from the count, I
am sick, or not at home; what you will, to dismiss it.
[Exit MALVOLIO]
Now you see, sir, how your fooling grows old, and
people dislike it.

6

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

(stage directions)

431

[Re-enter MALVOLIO]

7

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

583

'What is your parentage?'
'Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:
I am a gentleman.' I'll be sworn thou art;
Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions and spirit,
Do give thee five-fold blazon: not too fast:
soft, soft!
Unless the master were the man. How now!
Even so quickly may one catch the plague?
Methinks I feel this youth's perfections
With an invisible and subtle stealth
To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be.
What ho, Malvolio!

8

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

(stage directions)

595

[Re-enter MALVOLIO]

9

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

597

Run after that same peevish messenger,
The county's man: he left this ring behind him,
Would I or not: tell him I'll none of it.
Desire him not to flatter with his lord,
Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him:
If that the youth will come this way to-morrow,
I'll give him reasons for't: hie thee, Malvolio.

10

Twelfth Night
[II, 2]

(stage directions)

657

[Enter VIOLA, MALVOLIO following]

11

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Maria

772

What a caterwauling do you keep here! If my lady
have not called up her steward Malvolio and bid him
turn you out of doors, never trust me.

12

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

(stage directions)

787

[Enter MALVOLIO]

13

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Maria

831

Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight: since the
youth of the count's was today with thy lady, she is
much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me
alone with him: if I do not gull him into a
nayword, and make him a common recreation, do not
think I have wit enough to lie straight in my bed:
I know I can do it.

14

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

(stage directions)

1051

[Enter MALVOLIO]

15

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Malvolio

1063

To be Count Malvolio!

16

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Malvolio

1120

[Reads]
Jove knows I love: But who?
Lips, do not move;
No man must know.
'No man must know.' What follows? the numbers
altered! 'No man must know:' if this should be
thee, Malvolio?

17

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

Maria

1470

If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourself
into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is
turned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no
Christian, that means to be saved by believing
rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages
of grossness. He's in yellow stockings.

18

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

Olivia

1544

I have sent after him: he says he'll come;
How shall I feast him? what bestow of him?
For youth is bought more oft than begg'd or borrow'd.
I speak too loud.
Where is Malvolio? he is sad and civil,
And suits well for a servant with my fortunes:
Where is Malvolio?

19

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

Olivia

1557

Go call him hither.
[Exit MARIA]
I am as mad as he,
If sad and merry madness equal be.
[Re-enter MARIA, with MALVOLIO]
How now, Malvolio!

20

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

Olivia

1575

Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?